“Come, my little hippo, sit on my lap.”
“Yes, sir.”
I sit on his lap and rest my head on his shoulder.
He pushes my top up and put some cream on my nipples.
I sigh. Ah, what a relief.
“Do you understand today’s lesson, my pregnant whale?” He rubs my paunch.
I think for a minute.
“Pain increases pleasure.” I guess.
“Exactly. Pain is an aphrodisiac. Now have a little rest.”
“Yes, sir.”
I close my eyes.
